10 August 2008

Breathe freely

She is sacred to me. All desire is silenced in her presence; I don't know what I feel when I'm near her. It is as if my soul beat in every nerve of my body. There is a melody she plays on the piano with the touch of an angel - so simple it is, and yet so lofty! It's her favourite song, and when she strikes the first note all my worry and sorrow disappear in a moment.

I believe every word that is said of the ancient magic of music. How her simple song enchants me! and how she knows when to play it! Sometimes, when I feel like shooting a bullet into my head, she begins to sing. The gloom and madness are dispersed, and I breathe freely again.